Learn The Game

ALFRED

Chapter 34

I tossed and turned all night unsure if I even got an hour of sleep. I rubbed both of my eyes seeing if that would help make my eye sight clearer. I slowly came out of bed as if I was a million year old mummy. I walked over towards the bathroom ruffed my hair a bit and shivered by the coldness of the air.

When I looked at myself in the mirror I looked like a wreck. I only look this bad when I go out drinking, and I didn't even do that. My hair was every where which I was completely cool with. But under my eyes here darker than usual as if I had a two black eyes. They seemed a bit puffed up as if I really did have bruises. All I can say is that I look like a black eyed zombie.

I hopped into the shower as quick as possible so I can wake up and to see if I don't look as bad. I took my time in the shower feeling the warm water hit my skin gently, waking ever cell in my body. I tilt my head up letting the water message my face as I had my eyes closed.

My mind was clear, nothing was running around my brain. Then her face appeared, it felt refreshing yet sad. My mother was smiling back at me, her blue eyes were bright and warm. Her smile was shining and welcoming. Then she spoke, It's going to be okay, just one thing that you have to promise for me. I remember she was knelt down with her arms around me and my tiny eight year old arms around her. I asked her what it was, and she said Promise me that you will follow your heart, and always see the good in people. Can you promise me that? I shook my head yes to her, because I was young and I thought that the promise would be easier than done.

"All you are is a playboy...your selfish...your such a asshole... how can I be with someone like you, your cold hearted." All those words weren't just from Tatum but also from others like Ava, and that old man of mine.

I turned off the steaming water, I didn't want to think of anything else before my eyes start to melt into icy cold tears. I dried my body and hair, wiped my hand over the mirror so the fog could disappear and I could see if I look any better.

My eye bags were still the same, I guess the only solution is to wear pinch black sunglasses. I pulled out a white buttoned up shirt , with acid blue ripped jeans. I pulled on a black coat over my long sleeve.

It was pretty cold here, and I felt like being cozy today. Afterwards I walked out of the room and saw that there were suit cases, which I'm sure are stuffed. I completely ignored them and walked into the kitchen pulling out a water. Having dark circles under my eyes probably means I'm not getting that much sleep, through if it's because of any other reason than I should probably take care of my body for a while.

After opening the water bottle I chugged down the cool liquid. It felt refreshing to have something cold, exponentially if I'm not feeling so great. I walked towards the living area and plopped myself down on the couch.

Before I turned on a channel I heard racket coming from one of the rooms. I set the water bottle aside and went to go see who was messing with stuff. It was coming from Clay's room, through I thought he was going to head out to go to a meeting somewhere from like a few hours from here.

I opened the bathroom door, and it was just Ava. She was moving stuff around, from blow dryers to make up. I knocked on the open door, and she turned around immediately with wide eyes. I put my hands up in the air to show as in that I have no clue of what she's doing.

"Oh I'm having a girls night. Sorry if I woke you." She grabbed a straightener and grabbed a part of her hair.

I leaned on the door frame. "And where is it that your heading too?" I then crossed my arms.

She huffed, then she grabbed a part of her hair from the back of her head. "To Nightjar, I'm suppose to be there by eight."

I shook my head as I listened to her, when she stopped talking she turned to look at me. She looked at me from top to bottom. She had this look in her eyes, but I don't think it's the kind she had when she looked at me in the past.

"What?" I shrugged my shoulders, and looked straight into her eyes.

"You seem dressed up, where are you going?" She looked at me from the side of her eye.

I lightly chuckled by her question. "Nowhere, and I always dress up nicely."

She held back a laugh. "Yea you've changed ever since you meant Tatum." She then grabbed another section of her hair, through she was almost done.

I took a deep slow breath, but tried to not make it noticeable. "Really, what makes you say that."

She smiled shaking her head no. "Well let's see you haven't slept with her yet, at the beginning you were playing games but now your taking it serious. I'm guessing you haven't slept with anyone ever since you meant her. Plus I only know this cause you never did this for me."

I was shocked by what she said. "Ava that was me in the past, in the past you meant nothing to me but just a sleeping toy. Now your dating my best friend and I try to be friends with you, but you pull back. You need to get over the past and focus on your future with Clay. While let me focus on my present with Tatum."

I stood straight and walked away, while I know that Ava was taking some thought of what I said. I know the truth hurts to tell someone that you used to be with that they where nothing compared to the person your with now.

In the mean time I gotta get ready to head out to a bar, and find myself a girl. Which we all know who precisely I want. It didn't take long for me to get ready, through I didn't want to make it seem that I was leaving.